The staff brought the 15 players who had been reborn from the dead out of the cabin and sent them to the laboratory.

At the same time, the bodies of these 15 players were also dragged away by the staff and sent to an unknown location.

The 15 players who had been reborn after death were a little flustered when they saw their corpses passing by in front of them.

"Isn't this our corpse?"

"Where are they going to take our bodies?"

"Hey, wait, what about the equipment on my corpse, let me take the equipment away..."

These players run towards their corpses, trying to take bits and pieces from their pockets.

Finally, one of the players reacted suddenly, shouting:

"Wait! Didn't you notice something wrong? When we used to die, the corpse disappeared immediately. What we left on the corpses will also be scattered at the place of death. But now, you see, our corpses are not gone! And they look exactly like us! ”

This voice called everyone's souls back.

Immediately, the scene was in chaos.

"That's right! Why didn't our corpses disappear?! ”

"Bang Bang." A small player smacked his fist on his corpse and said with a crisp sound:

"I feel like our bodies are frozen. Is it because of this that they haven't disappeared? ”

"What kind of black technology is this..."

When the players were talking, the staff treated them coldly, but they did not step forward to stop them.

Around the scene, several surveillance cameras were pointed at the roaring players, as if to monitor them, as if to record the players' reactions when facing their own corpses.

After about two minutes, the noise subsides, and the players retrieve what belonged to them from their corpses.

But the body itself was hung on a robotic arm by the staff, who dragged it out of the laboratory.

"Next is the second round of injections." The crew's electronic synthesized voice was still emotionless, he said

"The undead who died in the first round of injections also participated in the second round of injections. Now, please start injecting. ”

"Is there any mistake? Am I going to die again? ”

"What kind of shit mission is this? If you don't see the Mao reward, you have to die three times in a row? I'm going to TM! ”

Players who died in the first round of injections couldn't help but spit out the fragrance.

If you can't bear the first round, how can you withstand the second and third rounds?

This kind of testing is not so much a screening of players who are suitable for deep body modification, but rather a trap for deducting experience.

Some players are grumpy and turn around and leave without saying a word, while operating the game interface to initialize their safe zone.

Once the safe zone is initialized, the next time the player dies, they will be resurrected in the place where their character was born.

Since the player's birthplace is in the territory of the Unification, they will die back to the Unification instead of being resurrected on the Consortium of Angels.

This is a quick way to return to the territory of the Unification Bureau, at the cost of losing experience and a 24-hour period of weakness during which all of the player's stats are temporarily reduced by 50%.

Enclave initialization is completed quickly.

The players pushed away the staff members who had stopped them and the others, and ran towards the laboratory gate.

They are not afraid of violent conflict now.

As long as the staff dares to shoot, they dare to die and return to the arms of the United Bureau.

If they can't get a spaceship on the space station, then using the battle death to get back to the city is their only option.

At this thought, the behavior of these players became more and more unscrupulous, shouting and shouting at the staff to arrange for the shuttle ship to let them leave, otherwise it would be necessary for everyone in the space station to have no good fruit to eat.

Cameras on the walls and ceiling track the figures of the players in real time, apparently capturing their movements, expressions, and other details.

The staff in charge of handing out the nanosyringes kept a cold stare at the players.

I don't know what he did, but the player who was making trouble suddenly trembled violently, and fell to the ground like an electric shock, convulsing continuously.

In less than ten seconds, the players who were still jumping up and down turned into stinky fish and rotten shrimp at the mercy of others.

They were grabbed by the staff who had caught up and roped to the robotic arm that was hanging from the ceiling.

It is clear that the staff chose to capture them alive rather than kill them on the spot.

The players who initialized the safe zone are not afraid of death, they are afraid of captivity, not to mention that they are imprisoned by the inhumane Angel Enterprise Consortium.

At this time, these players who wanted to escape were completely panicked.

They struggled to take a breath and shouted at the cucumber slices and the others:

"Brother, help us, kill us! Kill us! ”

"Please! Kill us! We'll be experimental! ”

Hearing this, the cucumber slice's face moved slightly, and the two winter melon and kelp brothers beside him looked nervous.

The rest of the players, you look at me, I look at you, with a helpless look in their eyes.

Are you kidding...

Killing people on the turf of the Angel Business Complex...

What if the staff arrests us as test subjects after you are sent back to the safe zone?

In the end, all the players showed a reluctant attitude, and watched the troublesome players be forcibly taken away.

Brother Winter Melon asked quietly:

"Captain, they're not really going to be imprisoned as experiments, are they?"

Cucumber slices thought about the response:

"Probably not. The game does not allow NPCs to imprison the player, let alone abuse the player. But..."

"But what?" Brother Winter Melon asked.

Cucumber slices shook their heads silently and did not continue.

He had mixed feelings.

It is a fact that the game does not allow NPCs to imprison and abuse players.

For example, a player who has been caught by the Unification.

They were nominally put in prison, but in fact they were forcibly taken offline.

Assuming a one-month prison sentence in the game, the player will only be able to go online after spending a month in reality.

No matter how many attempts are made, the game will refuse to allow players to go online and give them a warning that they want to obey the law.

However, this is an angel consortium rather than an integrated bureau.

Maybe in the hands of the Angel Enterprise Consortium, there is some kind of means to prevent players from going offline...

So, it's hard to say, it's hard to say, everything is hard to say.

The cucumber slice can only silently bless those players.

"By the way, do you have any friends with those guys?" Cucumber slices asked.

Brother Winter Melon shook his head and pointed to the kelp:

"I don't have it, but kelp should have."

kelp jaw head says:

"I have. Just added yesterday. ”

Cucumber slices admonished:

"Then you can help me keep an eye on the online status of these players, and it's best to let them record some videos to see what the Angel Business Consortium has taken them to."

"No problem, leave it to me." Kelp clicked on her friend list, flipped down, found the avatars of the friends just now, and sighed:

"Huh? Captain, they are still online, but they say 'In Combat'. I can't talk to them. ”

"That's right," the cucumber slice muttered:

"Then leave them alone for the time being, let's finish the remaining two rounds of injections first."

The three stopped communicating and took the syringe from the staff.

The rest of the players whispered to each other as they looked nervous and pins themselves in.

The unknown potion quickly penetrates the skin under the action of a miniature pressurized pump, and a warm sensation flows through the body, intensifying and changing to mania and fiery.

"The needle was cold before, but now it's just the other way around, and it's hot enough..."

One player ripped off his collar and fanned himself constantly.

The other man had red faces, red ears, bloodshot eyes, and was dressed in a rough grunt:

"It's hot, it's hot, I feel like my blood pressure is going up..."

Before he could finish speaking, the man fell to the ground with a thud, and his body lay on the ground like mud, and his whole body was soft and collapsed, as if there were no bones.

"He's not going to die, is he?"

"Hey, brother, are you dead?"

"What do you mean? Can players still die from high blood pressure? ”

Someone lifted the player who fell to the ground with his foot, and when he saw that the other party did not react, he squatted down with difficulty and tried to breathe.

"It's dead..."

The three of them glanced at the corpse and didn't pay much attention.

At this time, they are trying to fight against the heat in their bodies, and they don't care about others.

"Captain, I... I can't do it anymore..."Brother Wintermelon's game character has the worst physique, stumbling and falling to the ground, killing him on the spot.

After about two seconds, he said through the friend system and the cucumber slice and winter melon:

"I am resurrected, in the cabin. Has my body disappeared? ”

"Nope."

"Nope."

Winter melon couldn't help but sigh:

"That's too evil. The medicine injected into us by the Angel Enterprise Consortium was able to leave our bodies behind. They probably want to use this potion to produce a steady stream of player corpses, right? ”

Cucumber slices didn't have the energy to think about these questions at this time, so they could only simply type the word "um" in response.

It didn't take long for the kelp to go limp and follow in the footsteps of her good brother and come back to life in the cabin.

After 10 minutes, the effect wears off.

Leaving aside the few players who were taken away by the staff, only 10 players survived in this second round of injections, and the rest died.

Cucumber Slices had the best physical fitness and carried the second round, but when facing the third round, he couldn't help but be worried.

If he didn't make it to the third round, how would he complete the GM's big task?

At this time, it's not suitable to talk about face, it's true to hug GM's thighs.

"Big, big, help, I don't feel like I can make it through the third round."

Cucumber slices call in the heart.

Li Nuo responded in a timely manner:

"Don't worry, let's see the situation first. If necessary, I'll help you load the patches to make sure you pass the test. ”

"Okay, it's hard work, great." Cucumber slices put your mind at ease.

The third round of injections begins.

After the first two rounds of injections, the players' minds were much calmer, and the injections were completed in calm.

The experience of the third shot is acid, the ubiquitous acid, the acid that goes deep into the bone marrow.

The vast majority of players fell to the ground on all fours within half a minute of the injection, without snorting.

Only people like Cucumber Slices who focus on improving the class level of "Space Marine" can barely rely on physical fitness and personal will to stand still.

Li Nuo looked at the cucumber slices and frowned stiffly, and did not rush to make a move.

Through the magic imprint that was left on the opponent's body in advance, he cast a detection spell.

The energy fluctuations of the detected spell are masked by the "Veil of Otherworldliness", and neither the staff nor the equipment on site can detect it.

The first detection spell used by Li Nuo was the "Flesh Analysis" in Blood Magic.

This blood magic constructed a flesh and blood image of cucumber slices in Li Nuo's mind, which contained the dynamic changes of blood, organs, muscles, bones, and other things.

The blood flow of the cucumber slices is extremely fast, the organs and muscles are vibrating in a small area at a frequency of more than ten times per second, and the bones are expanding outward almost invisibly.

It's also thanks to his relatively high level of "Space Marine", otherwise he would have ascended to heaven in situ in this kind of physical upheaval.

Judging from the detection results of blood magic alone, Li Nuo couldn't come to any conclusion, and he immediately cast the second and third detection spells.

"Elemental Vision", "Metal Particle Detection", "Magical Liquid Tracking"...

After switching several detection spells in a row, Li Nuo finally found the root cause of the cucumber slices sour.

It was a clear centipede-like liquid that was lurking on the tail vertebrae of cucumber slices, delivering an extraordinary acid-making substance to the surrounding blood vessels and muscles.

"I'm going to find a way to deconstruct this thing..."

A flash of inspiration flashed in Li Nuo's mind.

He quickly scanned the scene and found a player who had just fallen to the ground and had not yet breathed.

After aiming at this person and throwing out the detection method, the existence of a "centipede" was found in the same part.

It's just that compared to the "centipede" in the cucumber slice, the "centipede" in this person's body is close to dissipating, and it seems that it is about to disappear completely with the death of the player.

Li Nuo immediately used the "Veil of Separation from the World" as a cover and launched a "wind bomb" at the "centipede" in this person's body.

The wind projectile, which is composed purely of wind energy and air, accurately hits the "centipede", shattering it in an instant.

Li Nuo successfully triggered passive deconstruction, and a few lines of system text were refreshed in front of him.

【You have obtained the following solution results:】

[Angel's cerebrospinal fluid (imitation), with one percent of the effect of the real thing. 】

[This substance is highly toxic and can easily cause death, but if it can produce antibodies under the toxic effect, it can be injected for a long time to modify the body and improve the tolerance of cerebrospinal fluid. 】

In the past, there was an angel crystal that appeared in the heads of important members of the main angel group, and then there was a cerebrospinal fluid that was imitated by the angel enterprise consortium.

The pilot who thinks of the artificial angel has to create a neural connection with the artificial angel and control the latter.

Li Nuo has a clearer understanding of how angel business consortia can manipulate artificial angels.

He's sure now.

Only by resisting this third round of injections and allowing the body to develop resistance to cerebrospinal fluid (imitation) can one become a pilot of artificial angels.

Since that's the case, let's give a little cucumber slice.

Li Nuo snapped his fingers and silently threw a shot of blood magic on the cucumber slice—"Flesh Enhancement".

With only about three rings, it is enough to help the cucumber slices temporarily increase the strength of the body. (End of chapter)